Sabrina and the Purple Shoes

By Elsie Limage

From a far distance, she saw it. Something was shining, getting closer. Sabrina saw the most beautiful purple shoes she has ever seen. She just knew those shoes had to be hers. Why was she so drawn to this pair of shoes? With the possession of the purple shoes, Sabrina discovers her own truth. Read on and discover the adventures that lie in Sabrina and the Purple Shoes.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Trafford Publishing
• Release date: Sep 19, 2016
• ISBN: 9781490776620

Elsie Limage

This is her first work to be published, yet Elsie Limage has been making up fairy tales and fantasy stories for over thirty years. When her own three children were small, she would always make up stories for bedtime, and they loved them, always wanting the stories to continue. When she was a child herself, her favorite books were always the fairy tales and the fantasy books. So one day, while looking for a book to give to her niece as a gift, nothing seemed to interest her, and she thought, “Why don’t I write it myself?” Thus, Sabrina and the Purple Shoes was born. To Elsie, nothing is more priceless than a child’s laughter and smile. So it is with pleasure that she gives the world Sabrina and the Purple Shoes.

Book preview

CHAPTER ONE

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T hey were out shopping in the Georgia Mall with Grandma Myrtho, Auntie Carmele, and Sabrina’s mom, Brigitte. Sabrina was a bright eight-year-old caramel-skinned little girl with the most intelligent and intense eyes, the cutest nose, and oval-shaped face. As they were walking, Sabrina saw a store called Manny’s Children’s Shoes. Just last week, they were at this very mall, and that store wasn’t there. Sabrina was puzzled. Then she saw it—the most beautiful purple shoes she had ever seen in her life. Sabrina didn’t know what came over her. But she knew she had to have those magnificent sparkling purple s hoes.

The magnificent sparkling purple shoes were patent leather with small one-inch heels. On top of the shoe was a beautiful sparkling purple gem, and it seems the shoemaker wanted it to be a butterfly; the wings had blue, purple, and green hues, giving the shoes a magical effect.

Sabrina pulled her mom into the shoe store. Now, Brigitte, Sabrina’s mom, was a pretty petite woman no more than five feet two inches. Sabrina was a very strong eight-year-old, already almost her mother’s height. Brigitte was dreading this so much because she only had twenty dollars on her and she knew the shoe would be more, and how was she going to disappoint her only daughter? While she was working on something to say, Sabrina had already gotten a salesperson’s attention. They were asking her for her shoe size. Sabrina wore a size 8. The salesperson said, I’m sorry, but this is our last pair and it’s a size 7.

Well, Sabrina was not going to be deterred; she wanted to try on this shoe so bad, she said, Please may I just try them on? You never know. Now, when the salesperson had said this was the last pair, Brigitte was silently happy, but she managed to put on a sad face.

By the time the salesperson arrived with the shoes, Sabrina’s excitement was uncontainable; she felt as if she was coming out of her skin. Up close, she couldn’t believe the sheer beauty of the purple shoes, like nothing she had ever seen before. With anticipation, she let the salesperson lift her left foot, and her foot slipped in like magic and the shoe fit. Sabrina put her foot down and she felt like a princess. She looked at the salesperson with glee, and her mom was trying to force a smile. The salesperson asked how it fits. Sabrina said, Like a perfect glove. She tried on the other shoe and felt a complete transformation, like she was a real princess. So now Brigitte asked the salesperson the dreaded question.

How much?

Well, you are lucky. This is our last pair and it is on sale for ten dollars.

Brigitte couldn’t believe her ears. She quickly said, We will take them. The salesperson took the shoes from Sabrina to ring it up and asked Brigitte if she wanted to participate in their free raffle. Brigitte said, Sure. She filled it out and gave it back, not even taking notice to what the prizes were.

Sabrina wanted to wear the shoes right then and there.

Her mom was telling her that they were going-out shoes and thus needed to be saved for only special occasions. Also Grandma and Auntie Carmele are not done shopping yet. We still have a lot of walking to do. But what Brigitte didn’t realize was the shoes fit like sneakers; they where that comfortable.

Sabrina begged. Please, Mommy, just for today. They fit so well.

In the child’s face, Brigitte could sense the urgency of the request and she said OK. Well, when they left the store and met back with Grandma and Auntie Carmele, they both started talking at the same time about why Brigitte was letting Sabrina wear those going-out shoes. Brigitte could see that both women were about to start talking a lot, and she said it was her decision and that was it. Both women made faces as if they were about to continue talking. One look at Sabrina’s face, the pleading look in her eyes, and both women became quiet.

Well, needless to say, Sabrina’s day was wonderful. Every time she looked down at the purple shoes, she felt a total sense of happiness.

That night, tucking her daughter into bed, Brigitte was thinking about her daughter’s unnatural reaction to these shoes. Yes, they were beautiful, but Sabrina already had several very pretty shoes. Well, she just shrugged her shoulders and was happy she could make Sabrina happy. As she looked upon her daughter’s face, Sabrina had a smile on her face and her eyes where moving rapidly under the lids. Brigitte kissed her daughter and said, Sweet dreams.

CHAPTER TWO

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Sabrina was walking through what looked like a palace. She came to a stop because she heard someone crying. Moving toward the sound, there was a beautiful door, which was so elaborate in its design, it looked like the moldings were gold; it shone so bright. There was a big B sign on the front of it. Sabrina pushed the door ajar. What she saw shocked her.

Inside the most beautiful bedroom she has, ever seen, was a little girl. But what was amazing was the little girl was Sabrina, or looked exactly like Sabrina. The little girl was holding a small crown in her hand and she was crying soft tears. The little girl had on pretty purple pajamas with golden thread. She was the same caramel color just like Sabrina and with a high forehead. Her hair was in finger curls; sometimes Sabrina’s mommy would do her hair like that. Sabrina felt a deep sadness for the little girl. Why was she crying?

The little girl looked up suddenly and said, Who’s there?

Sabrina was a little startled now (because she knew she was dreaming). She said, What? It’s my dream. Stepping out of the shadows, she said, Hello. Why are you crying?

The girl didn’t seem afraid. She looked at Sabrina with wide eyes and she seemed shocked. Sabrina, sensing her mood, said, This is a dream, my dream.

The little girl said, But I’m not dreaming. I’m awake.

Well, Sabrina just shrugged her shoulders and told herself that this is impossible. Again, she asked the girl, Why are you crying?

The girl answered, My crown! My purple stone is missing from it! She showed Sabrina her crown, and Sabrina could see where a large hole was; the rest of the crown had smaller stones around it all in different shades of purple.

Instantly, Sabrina remembered her new purple shoes with the large stone in the middle, making the butterfly’s body. She wondered, Could there be a connection?

The little girl spoke. Why do you look like me?

Sabrina said, I don’t know. What’s your name?

The little girl stood on her bed and said, I am Princess Briana.

Sabrina couldn’t believe her ears. Did she just say Briana? Sabrina said, What’s your name again?

The girl repeated. Briana, and you are?

Sabrina said, My name is Sabrina.

Princess Briana said, Oh, not only do you look like me but also our names are similar.

Why have I not seen you before, and how did you get in here?

Sabrina told her, I told you this is my dream.

Briana said, You cannot be dreaming because this is really happening to me. I am awake. Well, come closer. I have to see if you are real.

Slowly, Sabrina moved toward the magnificent bed. Briana jumped off her bed and stood right in front of her. Sabrina stood very still, while Princess Briana walked all round her. Princess Briana said, We are exactly the same height and everything.

CHAPTER THREE

Suddenly, Sabrina could feel something shaking her in her sleep… and in that moment, she woke up. It was her mom waking her up for school; apparently, it was Monday.

Mommy, I had the most fascinating dream. I was in a castle and I met a princess named Briana, Sabrina said in excitement.

Sabrina proceeded to tell her mom all about her dream, and Brigitte just listened in awe about her daughter’s imagination.

Yet again Sabrina wanted to wear the purple shoes. Her mom argued that it was a school day. Sabrina pleaded and begged until finally her mom agreed.

At school, everyone complimented Sabrina on her new purple shoes. Sabrina, in all her delight, could not remember ever being happier. Nor could she wait for her bedtime. She was anxious to see Princess Briana again (she knew that it was a dream but could not explain how real it felt, and she was sure she can continue this dream). That’s why she had really wanted to wear the purple shoes again; she felt the shoes were the connection, and this time she was going to ask Briana more questions. She even wrote a list during her lunch break at school.

Here is the list of questions she is planning on asking Princess Briana.

1) What country are you a princess of?

2) What are your parents’ names?

3) How old are you?

She was trying to think of more questions to ask her, but all of her friends continuously interrupted her train of thought, asking about